Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine vampire universe, a world where vampires aren't for children. Comprised of a main series, a standalone prequel, and several short story collections, she has plans to continue expanding with a trilogy and standalone novels. 
In her spare time, Joleene is a freelance book cover designer and for-fun photographer. She maintains several blogs, full of odd ramblings, and occasionally updates her website at JoleeneNaylor.com. In what little time is left, she watches anime, plays PokemonGo, and works on her crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband, family, and pets, she is never lonely, in fact, quite the opposite. Should she disappear, one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise. 

Twenty-nine short stories of love, death, heartbreak, and blood.
Meet the Executioners, elite enforcers of the vampires’ laws. Walk with them through origin stories, follow them across the sea to the colonies, and run with them through the wilds, as they try to bring civilization to a land ruled by “day sleeper” clans. Fifteen interwoven stories tell the beginning of The Guild, set under the watchful - and sometimes malevolent - gaze of the ancient Malick, whose heavy shadow stretches even across the sea. Meet his favorite son, his willful daughter, his child-like pet, and many more whose jealousies, hatreds, and loves twist together to create consequences they can’t foresee. 


Tales of the Executioners

Cyprus flung one of his attackers into the shelf, scattering bones, then spun in time to catch another. Weaker than the older vampire, he was knocked back, stumbling into Johan.


Cyprus didn't have time to check on the others, to see what was happening, only to leap up and jump back to it. Enemies surged past him, slamming into the guards behind him. He let them go, busy with the fight in front. 


A large vampire pounced. Cyprus met him, trying to push him toward the exit. The monster roared, snapping fangs in his face. Cyprus barely missed the bite, but wasn't lucky enough to stop the blade. The knife stabbed into his thigh, and sent him reeling. He pulled back, and charged again, glancing to see Sadihra slamming a vampire into the wall. She waved her free hand and a skull zipped through the air to smash against her enemy's face, blinding him long enough for her to stab her blade through his chest.


Chapter 131: Cyprus - Future's Promise, Part 9